Saturday, January 24, 2009


Here's what I felt like doing today

Thursday, January 15, 2009

The Empire State Building

I felt like a snow queen. We had
50 people dressed in 50 little suits
greeting us at every corner warning us
of zero visibility at the top. On we
went passed the green screens through
the velvet ropes. Dodging all these
funny little people telling us there
was nothing to see. And then we were
there above all moving things in one
of the fastest moving cities in the
world and all was quiet and still.
It was as though the snow was forming
layers upon layers of thin silk
laces ebbing in the winds at all levels
softening all the city to a few
single sharp edges and glows.
I did a rock n' roll power slide
and laughed. Then I just smiled at
the city for a good twelve minutes
but I don't think it could see me.
Thank You Ben


The Moma

Marlene Dumas

Looking at Marlene Dumas' portraits is not like looking
at art at all. It's like being in a room filled up with
people who are fully exposed and available for any and all
speculation and they seem to want to talk to you but can't
decide if they like you enough to strike a conversation. It
was one of the most awkward, touching, social interactions I've ever
had and I highly suggest meeting her pieces face to face and asking
them their secrets as soon as you get the chance.

Nan Goldin



She has dedicated her life to telling a truth and she tells
it beautifully. She doesn't withhold the gorey details and
she doesn't spit shine the pretty parts. It's just her life
and it's beautiful to behold.

Theo Jansen






Just in case you haven't been introduced to this genius
Sorry I don't mean to advertise it's just the best footage there is of them.
If you find better let me know

Sunday, January 4, 2009

The Whitney
Calder made me cry with his circus

because it reminded me of the people I love and why I love them.

And William Eggleston says, "I'm at war with the obvious."
Which I think is a brilliant statement.


If my childhood were a song, he would be singing the chorus.

William Eggleston
It touched me so much I went back to it four times.



Hot Dog
Not the best. Not the worst.
Smaller than on the big screen.
Made me sick.
But I'll do it again.

Friday, January 2, 2009

Almonds
I bought some on Broadway because they smelled so rich and tasty in the cold air.
Even after I found the Honey roasted hair I couldn't stop myself from finishing the bag.



Waterman
On Broadway a man's water bottle fell out his bag and another man bent to pick it up and return it. He went dashing after the speed walker not noticing that the bottles top had become loose and he was spraying water everywhere as he ran. Then as he approached the speed walker he completely soaked his bag and his back and the speed walker turned and saw the bottle and said, "oh thank you." Neither of them ever noticing what the bottle had done.


The Bus
There were three little kids in shades of girl, coats. Their scarves were tucked to just below their frog eyes. They sat there across from me letting their heads bob freely starring into me. They looked like some kind of plastic and plush toy hybrid the y tried to pass off in the eighties as cuddly but were always kind of creepy.


Subway
There was a single Momma on the subway who toke out a pack of twizzlers and bit off half and gave the other to her baby daughter.


New Years
At five o'clock Times Square was already packed with miserable people. From were I was the ball looked silly and unimportant but all those people in those 2009 glasses that illuminated in a spiral fashion looked great even if they were miserable or especially if they were.


Laundromat
It is filled up with tropical plants covered in thick lint dust and I would've drawn them but the were vibrating so much I could barely see where their lines began. All the machines hit spin cycle at once and I felt like I was at a discount carnival and any minute the linoleum squares would part and my blue bucket seat would be sent squealing down a track.
A man came in at one point with the comfort tone of mid conversation.
He bellowed, "Look what I got! Look what I got!" No one seemed particularly interested. They weren't. "Smell it! Smell it!...Now doesn't that shit smell like diamonds?"
He was holding his new bottle of tide like it was a trophy, a poor mans pride.